My farrier moved up my appointment to 9:30 a.m. last Saturday. I got to the Painted Creek at 8:30. My Boy was just being fed his breakfast, so I groomed him while he ate his hay so he didn't have to stand for trimming on an empty tummy. Do I spoil my horse? Don't answer that.
It was hard to believe the temps would rise to the mid-60's later that day. I was in a scarf and down jacket at that hour of the morning!
As I was grooming, I noticed Morgan, Paint Girl's resident mouser kitty, walking towards My Boy's pasture. She moseyed along the fence towards me for a visit, but quickly realized she wouldn't be able to get to me through the wire.
She turned around and went right through the panel gate! What a good little problem solver. Not wanting to get her princess kitty toes muddy she stayed as close to the fence as she could. Morgan has been particularly friendly this spring, even trotting into the round pen for a visit a few weeks ago while I was longing My Boy! Mercy!
I got out my point and shoot and snapped a few pictures.
She rubbed on my legs and hung out with me for a while. She tried to visit with My Boy, too. Sometimes she crouches and looks at his back, like she's about to make a leap. She never has.....yet.
I know she'd like it up there. It's wide and warm and fuzzy!
Then Morgan did something really wacky- she walked under his belly!
It's not the first time she has done that. But what she did next? Oh goodness, that really pushed the limit. She headed back towards me, choosing the path right behind My Boy's hind legs! I was a little freaked- but also too afraid to make a move in case it startled My Boy, who, by the way, didn't flinch an inch as she did this. Good boy!
That white stuff on the ground that she is walking through is horsey hair not snow- MB is really shedding right now!
Silly kitty! By this time I'd had enough of these death-defying feline shenanigans. I picked her up and set her over the fence. Feeling dissed, she wandered up the fence line, but perked up when she saw the remainder of My Boy's breakfast on the ground. She promptly climbed aboard and settled in for a little nap in the early morning sun.
Morgan spends a lot of time in the hay shed, sleeping on bales in the upper loft. Maybe Morgan was a horse in her former life? She certainly loves hay- and wants to hang with the equines. She reminds me of a little Mustang, actually. Independent, tough, self-sufficient, friendly, and fearless. Yep, if she was a horse in her former life or a horse in cat's clothing- I'd say Morgan would be a Mustang!
Haha! What a cool little kitty! She's awfully pretty too. My boy Oz, used to run between the horses' legs in their box stalls when I lived at Cal Poly's barn. In the morning when I was cleaning stalls, as soon as you opened the stall door, he would dart in there and grab a mouse or two and sprint out before the horse even knew what happened! I've also caught him winding around the front legs of horses in the cross ties! And yes, one of the trainers put him on her horse's back once! I bet Oz and Morgan would have some good stories to share!
ReplyDeleteShe sounds like she has quite the personality! Isn't it funny how every animal does, just like people? Didn't have have some super weather? I guess we're in for it next week. Dang.
ReplyDeleteI love Miss Morgan! She certainly has a mind of her own. I think horses and cats are meant to be together. I know Dusty likes them when they come in the areana.
ReplyDeleteMorgan is very silly! She loves everything, no matter what it is! As long as she is getting attention, then it's all fine! She does that to my horses, walking under their belly's, oh and she has come SO close to jumping on their backs so many times! She is totally 100 percent fearless!! She does remind me of a Mustang! Great pix sis!
ReplyDeleteVery cool kitty!the white stuff in my pictures is still snow , but soon...
ReplyDeleteHorse trapped in a cats body...does she like carrots?
ReplyDeleteCats don't bother the horses. They wander around the barnyard all the time right under the horses. Although for some reason Indigo HATES cats. She tried to maliciously bite our one barn cat Squeaky when he was in my arms in front of her and got a got smack and scolding for it. Totally not her nature to pin her ears and bite at small animals and people (horses are fair game) caught me off guard. She just doesn't like cats.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun post, Morgan is a very pretty cat lady! :)
ReplyDeleteShe's a woman unto herself, that one! Heh... impressive shedding BTW!! (I do something similar when I wash my hair - and it is starting to be the same colour as your boys!)
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We've had horses that would chase the barn cats, and then some, like my Maisie, who just love them and are very gentle with them.
ReplyDeleteMorgan is so pretty and sweet. She probably can sense if it is safe to walk behind or under Your Boy.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a kid the dogs, cats, chickens, and horses all ate their breakfast together. It was a great sight seeing everyone running for the barn as you'd walk out. No fear of the horses for any of them. I miss those days.
ReplyDeleteThat is a cute little photo story of Morgan the cat!
ReplyDeleteOur horses will sometimes chase our barn cats for fun, as a matter of fact, that was my post yesterday, but they've never hurt them. They always come into the arena and roundpen--so I try to shoo them out. However, the horses have never stepped on them, which makes me think horses are very good at knowing where to put their feet. They are very tolerant of the cats rubbing up against their legs, under their bellies, etc. Before I could touch Beautiful, she let the cats all over her. There is some sweet connection between feline and equine. I love to watch it.
ReplyDeletewhat a sweet little kitty :)
ReplyDeleteCute kitty! They must be good friends and very comfortable with each other for the horse to let her wander around him!
ReplyDeleteMorgan is a beauty! And she reminds me of my cat Oreo who disappeared last August, probably to coyotes. He loved to hang out in the barn and I'd often find him rubbing himself around Baby Doll's legs.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, he'd jump from the metal post rails and onto Baby Doll's back where he'd curl up as she munched her hay.
I swear she enjoyed him up there, because she was always very careful with him and took slow steps. And he was always very polite, not using his claws to knead her back, though he did knead. Come to think of it, that might be why she enjoyed having Oreo up there. He was giving her massages....kitty-style! hehe!
~Lisa
ps Cute photos...but what was that red mitten thingie on the ground?
Oh and of course I took lots of photos! I found the blog post with pics of Oreo cuddling on Baby Doll's back. So sweet! Check it out.
ReplyDeletehttp://laughingorcaranch.blogspot.com/2008/12/ois-for-oreo-and-owies.html
~Lisa
Lovely cat!
ReplyDelete{Lisa}~ Thanks for sharing the story about Oreo, I will check out the photos! Sorry to hear he dissapeared! :(
ReplyDeleteThe little red mitten thing is a rubber mitt I use to curry My Boy. He really enjoys the massage from it, and it's gentler than some of the other curry combs. I think it does just as good a job as them to remove hair. And it keeps my hand cleaner and I don't get a crampy hand from holding a hard plastic currycomb, since you put your hand flat in the mitt and use your whole hand more naturally.
She probably has more experience going between your boy's legs than you know. LOL
ReplyDeleteOHH how sweet!!! I'm glad your boy is so good!!! Morgan could have been sent sailing through the air!! Silly kitty!! Horse for sure in her former life ;)
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